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Volume 2.—Number 3. FALLS VILLAGE, CONN* S A T IK M Y , JANUAKY lb*, m One Dollar Per Year, In Advance,
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♦he will attend to professional calls, if de­aired,
a portion of the time.
- Greorg^e W .
A T T inS f &ND ^'OONSELLOR AT LAW, AND
^ ‘dLLS VlLL.iGE, CASAAS CONy
Office next door to the Iron Bank. (5
IttBBetaUi Baiikin; Hoa&e of
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ST. PAUL. M. T.
\r» preiiared to receire Deposits on stipulated in-larMt;
make long and short lrtment
Hana'actarers articles—at New To. k Prices.
V. I. Vil ord-srs from country dea ers
«xeented. _ ,
So. 2. Sterlia? Block, Bridgeport, Ct. 77yJ
THE B u ID E O F a N £ v i-N IN G .
By EMMA D, E N. SOUTHWORIH.
De
Menujrable
iiiinci the
CHAPI ER I.
THE a s t r o l o g e r ’s PREDICTION.
Reading, a tew weeks since, one of
Q liiicey’s papers — • Three
iVlarderp,* — recalled to niy
straiigi? circutiistHUces of o«ie of the most
mysterious doinr required the
.ftight of time to develop.
rh« •of.iiliiy of our story Hep amid on -
of the wildest and most picturesque region^
(if the Old Dominion, wh^re the lead wa­ters
of th-
h*me and beautiful scene, where two Ibrest-crowned
ranges of mountains cross each
other at oblique angels.
the cify. His wonderful reputation wa>
lie theme of every tongue.
'Idleness and curiosity combined to It-ari
me to his rooms. He required a nighi i<>
east my horoscape. He demanded, and I
gave him, the day and hour of my birth,
and then I took leave, witfj the promise to
return in the morning. The next day I
went—’
‘Well ?* questioned Honora, earnestly.
•My horo>iCope'^s a HORROR-ficope in
deed! If predicted forme—a short and
stormy lif. »nd a sharp end sudden denth.’
Good Heaven I But—the details?*
*It prophesied four remHrkable events,
the first of which has already come to pass.’
‘And thai was— 2’
•The loss of my patrimonial estate !’
‘Singular coit.cidence V interrupted Mr.
Willoughby, as he ntose and joined his
wife and c o(ber*in law at theotfter end of
the roo^ii
‘I thought i:o wh<>ii che prophecy’ whs
At tb. point of th..e ndgM , „ | g l , . d . -G. u l lVe v .
n.m.d. from it. .1.- ti.re, „T.nt8 ?’ .oltly in-
" '« * potition. Alt-mont
A t .h« I^riod ut -htcK our ..ory op.|.. j, .
the four Mt«M. in th. fo..r » n e l « " , , „ d i e , e d . m„„h,p,..M .i>l,in th. „ « i
iireg'ii'i ni-'Unirtiiit* cro^s. «eie owned as j
follows:
The eastern farm. **alled Piedm'»nt, was
the liie pioj.n'riy **l M'd*iiiie Audeily a,
Virgininn la«ly of the oid school.
The western and iiio^t v«lu'try. The first ot the^e is to
be the unexpecied iimerirance of v»<8
wealth.’
UiJOii he>«rin^ thii*, brii;ht smile playe<<
around the lips Hoa.»rii. and bHuirthed
the clouds troin her brow. She Wiiite i a
few minutes for him to proceed, but tiuding
, ,, „ j that he rontiniied silent, sh** s»id—
The northern and smallest one. called, ^ Dulani^. go on ! what w«8 tl.e
fiom te ii.g the deepest v»le of the »«ur— | pr,edicted event ?’
H -w e s H'lle WHS t e property o o *Do you command me to iiif'‘rin you ?’
Hoffh H aw . a widower of gloomy .emper, ^
parsimonious habits, and almost fabulous ^ ^ ^
vnaith.
The southern t«rm -nm ie d .
••xtravHgani cost ol the elei^Hii'
•uiuse. elabutate t>u' huiidingi. .
rim«i.piit»*l rounds uhi ' -hh^i
from th*
nianaion-i
d highly
a-isorbed
CI.ARK & STRIET, IllPOKTEUS Ot
Wi lifts, S e f a r s . fee. &c-.
5 0 ,0 3 WATER STREER. NEW YORK.
__________ , Akdkkw O.ClaU v
J ohn L. Rtbeit.
f r . t . Particular nttertion paid to the orders o
Druceisis and Town Agents ____ 12yl
CO A L !
O JD
COAL !
^ % % t
Th e S u b s c r ib e r would make h is b e s t bow
tothe OoaI aonsumine portion of the inhabi
UaU of Palls Villai?e and surrounding country.
a>a woald say that he is now «ceivinp Coal ot a
•arts sixes and qualities, which he will sell to all
irhomiy favor him with orders, a t prices warran
Ud «ti«factory. ^ ^ M A T SO '^ .
itonic R. R. Depot, U ^ a t Falls Village, Ct.^
m a c h in e r y .
0* a l l kinds and Mill ffearings, S»>afting, &c.
4*auf*ot«red and fitted up in the best style
• • reasonable terms, and at short notice by the
• • t t f EMPIRE CO.. N o r f o l k , CoN!^
PLA.IWIT^G MA.CHINES.
A pi!Wr OP w o o WORTH’S CriLEBRATp
A . PLAINING MACHINES, in good rnrmn**
School Bool(s
Of «n kinds, to be had at the
DRUG STORE.
in exchange for Oid B *ok«.
Th e School Visitors. Dis ir io t Commit­tees.
Teachers. Part-nts and Guardiane
Caiuuui. are requested to send in th e ir
•orders f»*r an y vas -i unuse, bu i'oki ftti ai. lie>>eth Fo„Iilivj *_wa>! tihiiec h..e iviiyT inort^- tgfte d jI» «tri- ( ,( , To.i op, «.s sh, e g entl’ y mq r. e d,—
mouy o f Go.Jfi.»y Fnrquier Dulan.e, the, ,hg tburtf, ?*
grand>ion ot llu. h Hi e, and no'V a young ^ ^ nuswer came relucnnflv. and i
Hspirant for legal h»iio s di t e iu\eisi \ {o„pg g , io„- to |„eei only her ear. ^
of Virginia. , , • i • The I'oiirih anrt Ust pre ln*ti u W4< ' -nt
But little benefit to the eir was o my twenty-fifth birthday J should
hoped fpirn the inheri. ,nce ot h.s f.tner h J ,
A low cry bi.
Now hear me.. On the autumn following
the summer in which that predic’ion was
made to you. I was in Baltimore with my
grandmother, and with Mrs. Willoughby,
who ivas then Miss Heine. Curiosity took
us to the rooms of the Egyptian, who was
then practicing in that city. And after
some sueh prepar'ttions as he had used in
your case, he cast my horoscope and read
my future. Ir was this, that before my
twentieth birthday. I should be a bride, but
never a wife, for that the fatal form of the
scaffold arose between the nuptial benedic-tioe
nnd the bridal chamber. Such were
the word>i of the prophecy.. She spoke
with solemnity that seemed to overshad­ow
every other feeling.
burthened property. In the first place, old
Hneh Hawe had bimtfht up in his own
name all the claims against the estate of
Farquier’s Folly—do-ibtiesg to prevent
foreclosure, and to save the property for
his grandson.
But; unhappily. Godfrey had mortally
offended the despotic old man by declining
an agricultural life, and persisting iu the
study of a profession—a course that had
resulted in his own disinheritance.
To nake this punishment more bi*ter to
his grandson, the old man had taken into
favor his nephew Dr Henry Hawe. whom
he had ^-stablished near himsell at Far­quier’s
Folly.
At this time, the disinherited heir, hav­ing
finished a term at the University, had
come down to spend a part ot his vacation
in his native place.
It was upon the Saturday evening of
his arrival that he found the little hotel,
and. indeed, the whole village of Aliamon ,
in a great state of excitement, from the
fact rhat the celebrated heiress. Miss Hon­ora
Paule, had just stopped there, and pass­ed
through on her way home.
Those who had been so happy a* to
catch a glimpse of her face. vi**d wiih each
other in praise of her many charms, while
those who had not. listened with eatferness.
and looked forward to indemnifying them
selves by seeing her at church the next
morning.
The next d a \ , G< dfre\ Dulaiiie attended
church where he saw and tell in love ;.i‘ti
the most beautiful and intellectual-looking
girl he had ever beheld. From the cheap­ness
and simplicity of her attire, he sup
| 0»ed her to b« some poor depenaent of
Madame Auderly’s in whose pew she sat.
Goflfrev was completely captivated, and he
«ouiit from re ta il prices Now \» the time
t^if^refore, procure what hooks may be
a««ded f**r the use of wiutHr whooU.
M e r c h a u t s
Will be «uppli«'d with b»M«ks fur retnjl. at
wfawlenaie prioi'S. C B MA LTBIE
FaMs Vil'ag**. Nov. 18. 18 '7
READING
For 1358.
N^W U the time tp‘>»ed
•pour till,’ whom hd fouiid to be no other
ttiHH the ct'lebr.'ted Mii^s Hunora P ule.
the greaterit heirpss and b»*lle. at» «eil >ecial personal iii'er^st in
BOOTS & SHOES, FOR SALE A T THE
CHAPTER II.
THE sybil’s circle.
The next dav, Honora informed her
grandmother Madame Auderly. of God-trey’pi
presence in the neighborhood, and
Haw-— he d c or. a man « f
gre ii fasiiion and elegance, ihe ladv. a oel
icate pensive woniau with a son oT sad.
moonli..ht face, beaoiing sof ly out between
her fleecy lo.ks of jet.
And, Jasi of a 1, to the astonishment of
ever\«'ody. oiine • Id Huuh Hawe. whohad
been invited as a m tier of courtesy and
W..S not in the le^st degree ex,.ec ed lo
mike his appearance.
He came not alone. On his aim
ing published in ihe New York Ledger.—
We give this as a sample ; but it is only
the beginning of this most interesting, fat
cinating and beautiful tale—the balance or
continuation e*f it, can only be found in the
New York Ledger, the great family paper,
for which the most popular writers in the
country contribute, and which can be found
at all the stores throughout the city and
country, where papers are sold. Remem
her and ask for the New York Ledger of
January 16. and in it you will get the con­tinuation
of the story from where it leaves
off here. If you cannot get a copy from
any news ofiire. the publisher of tbs Led­ger
will mail you a eopy on the recsipt of
five cents.
The Ledger is mailed, to suhacribers, at
$2 a year or two copies for $3. Address
your letter- to Robert Bonner publisher
44 Ann street, New York. It is the hand­somest
and best family paper in the coun-trjf.
elegantly illustrated and characteriied
by a high moral tone.
The story is, of itself alone, worth the
price of the Ledger. To puisue the his­tory
of the lovely heroine, Miss Paule—
how she Cam** to be a bride for only an even­ing
and a 1 the strange and absorbing
particular-i connected therewith, will be a
treat for all w ho take the trouble to get the
Ledger.
Her smile so .soft, her heart so kind.
Her voice for pity’s tones so fit.
All speak her woman ;—but her mind
Lifts h r where bards and sages sit.
R i c h a r d H o f im a n .
A TALE or LOVE AND RETRlBtTTION.
he
of tiie beet kinds,a t the DKr<3 Store.of
C B. MALTBIE.
DRY ^ GOODS,
Can he bought ut the
B U S 3 i r t 5 ) i B S „ o f C. R MALTBIE.
Wiitar'g Balam ®t Wild J’lierrj'
f9 » Eil/SBT C. B. KALTBIE & CO.
h ying capitol puni>ihment abo|ity. he piesented to hi-
Honora sta ted, fixed her eyes intently ; ho.ste8s as Agnes D^rke, the daujihter of a
upon the questioner, and then withdrawing deceased friend, and now his ward, who
them , - p , , I had arrived only ihHt morning, and whom
•Sir. ivhy do you ask me if I believe in presiiwing on M-dame Aud^rly’s, weH-astrology
^ i knuwn kindness he had ventuied to pra
would certainly dispose me to favor rm what she
short time in tlie city of R'chmond. on mv ci'led a Sybil's Circ e, fur wi'ich purpose,
way to the Universi y. i chanced to hear Messrs. Heine and Sterne were disp^trhati
of the Egyptian Dervis Achbad, who was to bring forward a round table. Miss Koh(>
• t that lime crenting quite a.sensaiion in went to acubiuet tuseek the ‘Sybil’s Lea­ves,’
which she pres ntly produced. All
then seated themselves around the table.
A dead silence reigned. 'Rose shuffled
the cards, turned them with their faces
down> and then, addressing her right-hand
neighbor, Mrt Sterne, in a low voice,
she demanded—
‘What would you with the Sybil?’
*l would kn«»w the fiiturs paitnerof my
life.’ was the formal answer.
•Draw!’
The young hesitated for a while, smiled,
and rejerting all those cards that were
oearests Jiimself put his hand under the
p a c k , and withdrew the lowest one
•Read r he said, extending the card to
the Syhyl.
•Hark r she exclaimed :
“ = A widow, beautiful'as light,
’Twill be your lot to wed—
With a rich j^iuturo, which shall pour
Its ule-sings oti your head.’ ”
There was a generd clapping of hands,
and nhouis of laiigiiter.
It wns now Miss Jessie’s turn to te>t
her ia'e. Being a yi>iiiig lady, she would
not put the quest! »n .'n the usual f« ini.but
■• erelv iiung people.—
Come. Mr. Hawe 1 I declare )ou shal
have yt»or fortune told !’
• Well, well—the coinoiands of ytiung
ladies are not to be disobe\ed,’ repiied the
old man gallantly, as he extended hii1enre and in a solemn
viiiee. she read—
•“ Thy fate looms I'ill of horror! Frrtune ?’
inquired the ‘ fa.scinating’ Dr. Hawe.
‘And what would you with the Sybil?’
was the response.
• I would know the future.*
....said the Sybil^in ajone of as­sumed
sternness.
Smiling his graceful but mt st sinister
smile, but the doctor drew a card, and pass
ed it to tne reader.
‘ Hear!’ said the lattor. lifting the tablet
of fate, and rendirg —
" • I know thee /—thou feirest the solemn night!
With h e r piercinjr stars,and her deep winds’ might!
There’s a tone in her voice tho fain wouldstsl nn,
For it asks what the secret sonl hath done!
And thou !—therft’.-i a weight on thine !—awa^!—
Back to thy home and pray ! ’ ’
‘ Look! I declare how pale the doctor
has giown !’ exdainied the flippant Jessie.
•One would really think, to look at him,
that *a deep remorse tor some unacted
crime’ preyed on him.’
•Nonsense! Jugglery!’ said the latter,
turning away to conceal his agitation.
The eyes of Honora Paule followed him
with the deepest interest—there whs that
upon his brow that she had never seen be­foreT
he eyes of Honora Paule followed him
with the deepest interest—there was that
upon his brow that she had never seen be-fore.
The next in turn was Agnes. Turning
to hei. Hose said :
•What seek you in . the magic circle,
lady ?’
•My destiny.’ answered the luscious
tones.
‘Invoke the knowledge!’
Agnes drew a tablet, and passed it, as
usual, to the Sybil, who read—
• Oh, ask me not to speak thy fate!
' Oh. tempt me not to tell
The doom shall make thee desolate.
The wrong thou raay.st not quell!
Away! Away!—for death wmitd be
Even a.f a mercy unto thee!’ ”
Agnes shtiddered. and covered her face
with her h 'iids.
•Put up the tablets! hey are growing
fat>.l !’ »aid Rose.
*No> lor the «oild!—now that each
word is fate ! There is a couple yet to he
disposed of! Mi>J8 Paule, diaw near! taid
Mr. H'ine.
The cheek of Honora Paule changed;
\et striving with a feetiiii> that she felt to
be unworthy, shf smiled, reached forth her
hmd. diew a tablet, and phssed it to ihe
Sybil, wtio, in an •ffective voice, read—
“ ‘ But how is this ? A drPHin is on my siml!
I ^ee a l>r de—all crowned with flowers, and
smiling.
As in delisrhted visions, on the brink
Of a dread chasm—and thou art she!’”
Honora heard in silence, rern^mbeiitig
the strange c-»rrespondence of these lines
wi'h the prediction of the astrologer, made
long ago, endeavoring to convince herseli
that it WHS mere coincidence, and vaiisiy
trying to subdue the foreboding of her
heart. . . „ , .
‘Mr Dulanie!’ said Rose, shuffln.g the
tablet-, and pmsing them to him.
He drew a card, and re turned it to he
pursued.
The Sybil took it and a thrill of super
stitio s terror «»hook her frame as she read -
---- “ * rtisgrnce and tfZ.
A>id shameful den h are near -V ”
An irrepressible low cry l-roke from the
pallid lips of Honora. Torow up the
cards r “he said ; It is wirked.*thistamuer-ins
with the mvs’ertes of the ft.ture!
T h e abnre is the coinmeiiceii'ent ol Mrs. oovd in a few \eats became a habitual
drunkaid; his wife supported herself and
two children — Richard, now e iii.e boy in
his thirteenth year, and Mary, a sweet
child ol six—by selling one after another,
the remnants of her >>nce costly wardrobe
and jewelry.
On the last day of December o! the year
iu which our story opens, Rachel was with­out
food, light or fi»e, and that very day
the rent must be paid.
Littie, Mary was moaning for bread, and
crying with cold( ' ‘
- The^dMinken father was at the dram-thop.
The agonized mother had bnt one more
article of va'ue left—a locket containing a
lock of her lather’s hair. She had hoped
tu bft able to save this, the last mo-meuto
of her once happy home. But goad­ed
by little Mary’s cries for food she seized
the locket, rushed to the pawnbrokbr’s, ob­tained
a few shJlings. put by the amount of
the rent and with the rest purchased a little
bread and milk for her children, and th»'n
set out, with them, to visit the old confiden
ti&l clerk of her father. Peter Mangles, who
had ever been kind to her. to consult him
about sending Richard away from the con­taminating
influences with which he was
surrounded.
On returning home late on New Year’s
eve from her fruitless visit, for the old clerk
was not at home. Rachel discovered that
her husband had been home and stolen the
sum she had put b\ far the rent from the
place where she had concealed it, and gone
off -tgain to ••The Crown and Magpie” tav­ern
io waste it in drunkenness. Little Ma­ry,
chilled and ungry. began to cry tor
food, and the suffering mother, in hr pfs of
regaining a portion of the money taken by
her husband, set out with her children to
the haunt of vice whither George Hoffman
had gone.
There was a great crowd at the bar of
• Tl«? Crown and Magpie.” The lam*lady
—a stout, vulgar looking woman, with red
ribbons iu her cap, a profusion of fa'se curls
a heavy gold chain round her neck, and nu
merous rings on her fat fiiigt*rs—was busily
engaged in pouring out giii for her custom­ers
; the regular ones she was treating—
f«»r it must n(»t be forgotten that it was
New Yi-ar’s eve.
Such was the scene of vice and dissipa-titm
which mt^t the eye and sickened the
htart of Kiichel when with littl« Mary in
her arm-s, an ri protected by the presence of
her son. she ventured into the hou.se.
‘•Is Mr. Hoffman here ?” she inquired
faintiy
The qu»*stioii had t^d saveral
tiiO(i»-s before shn could get an answer.
••Can’t tell the name.s of any of my cos
tomers,” rt^plied the mistress of “The
Crown anti Magpie.” snappishly.
•• Perhups \ ou will oblige me by ascer­taining.”
••T*»o busy, ma’am! Hot water Sally !
T' n-e and eight pence, sir Half and-half
(lin-ctly !
“You can't go in there i” shouted the
landlady, ns Rachel was making her way
tiitvar Js th«! parlor. “Mine is a respectable
hou.«e; I allow no fem.ilea beyond the bar.”
• But I am Mr Hoffman’ii wife ”
•‘So they all SAY,” answered the woman
with a sneer
Tiu-re was a coarse, making laugh from
thf crowd ef half drunken wretches > tanding
near. Th« eyes of Riehard flatbed angrily;
but tbf voice, and si ill more the imploring
]ther resin^ined • im
Let us return homo ” -ihe said, in a de­spairing
tone. • I feel faint and sick at
heart.”
And b aning on the arm of her son. the
uniiappv wifo tottiTed rath«i than walked
tiom the I I
The keen, trosty air partially restored
her strength and Rtn hel proceeded with
her children till she reached tb«* thoroug'i-fare
leading thr«*ughSt. Margaret’s church­yard
towarde ihe^ Almtmry when a faint
mo ’n from Marv. whom she still carried iu
her arms, arrested her steps. She placed
her hand under the thin faded shawl which
“She i.« dying!” groaned thetenrol -strick­en
parent—“ dying fnr want f food!”
The heart of her boy Oould erdure no
more—it was breaking The cup of misery
and endurance had been filled to overflow­ing.
His brain was oirfire—vears could not
quench it.
••Take her home mother!” he cried—•
“ take her home! never fear but I will bring
you food ! Mary shan't die ! 1*11 beg—
beg ” he added ; “ anything to save h e r !”
“ Richard ! Richard do not leave me !’*
shrieked his agonized parent. “ Let me
not lose both my children 1 if you love your
mother, return—for pity’s sake ret-irn !"
The appeal came too late. Her son.
stung, maddened beyond endurance by the
suff.*ri)tgs of those so dear to him. had brok­en
from her feeble grasp, darted do^n the
thoroughfare- and was already beyond the
reach of her voice.
Rachel clung to the railingsof the churoh-vard
for support, till a secona moan, still
f a i n t e r than the first, sent a pang through
her materaal breast.
“She must not die In the street!” mur­mured.
‘H«>me—home I if I have atrength
to roach it ” . , . , , i
• Oil. G r . d : ” she cned with a sudden
burst of anguish, “ protect my boy ! Shield
him from crime, guard him against vices
and the hideous snares which in a thousand
forms assail unfriended youth; or take
him,” she added solenuily* “ take him ia
Thv mer< y."
It was a Christian’s prayer wrung from a
mother's heart, uttered in faith, in agony,
and tears; and angels bore it to the mercy-seat
on high.
Clasping her perishing child yet closfir
to her aching bosom, the drunkard’s wifo
hastened to her home.
As Richard Hoffman rushed along t!.«
stri^et. scarce knowing whither he went.and
only intent on the one idea of getting, by
SOME means, food for his famished motker
and sister, he was hailed by Jack Mander*.
an i m p i s h acquaintance who lived near
Richard’s home, and to whom be told tho
desperate state in which he left those so dear
to him Jack listened with much interest,
and at once proposed to Richard to help h im
to pick the pocket of an old get tleman,
who was staring into a window on the
opposite side of ihe s